Lyrics:
The days get only greater
And then it’s even better later
This apple’s sweet and big
Here life’s a crazy gig all night and day
I DIG NEW YORK!
INSTRUMENTAL
towards
Groovin' yours
We mash up St. Marteen
(And it's all good)
We dig each gig together
Gettin downs the business
We're just hittin' yo
at great cost
But it's so hard to make the charts
Because everyone's taken the new Beatles to heart
And from the time of the announcement of the gig
Dreißig (bleh)
Beste Kush, dann probier' mein Gift, ja
Ich seh' keine Crowd bei deinen Gigs (no)
Zwe-Zwei Uhr morgens an 'nem Mittwoch, heh
Tacharias
We're just kids coming here to play
Up all night long n' sleeping all day
We need a fix but can't go to a store
The gig's sex and blood's our liquor
cash, is what they are playing for
fame, is what they want more and more
stars, is what they wanna be
pricks, we got in every scene
pricks at gigs
goin' big
I been gettin' NBA money, Jason Kidd
I just charged a whole damn M for a gig
And I got that Nitro for a pig
I'ma make it spark when you see
up, stage goes down
Buses roll through another town and
Words to write and gigs to play and
You'll always, be a song away
Your bass is there where you
furrr...licky sticky wicketing! My tongue is flickering. My teeth
are gig gig gig gnashing! Gnashing!
They're racheting! Yick Yak Yak YUK! I have bad breath!
got gigs opening for bands
And things would get outta hand
Cos big men would yell out their derision
So I developed humor as a defense mechanism...
gigs
Ain't got no gigs, I ain't got no gigs
If you wanna send me somethin'
Make it a two dollar rig
She's up in New York City tryin' to be a star
Tells
towards
Groovin' yours
We mash up St. Marteen
(And it's all good)
We dig each gig together
Gettin' downs the business
We're just hittin' yo
and they are wrong
But you gotta see both sides
You'll find yourself in jail 'fore long
You're screamin' at policemen
But they're only doin' a gig
days gig
What’s the waiting Coffee got me racing speed dash pacing
Dash say 180 (what)
You gone swear I’m crazy
I just hate basic
You can have that lady
we get it going
That’s why they call us the GiGs Incase u didn’t know it
We grind from winter to summer where the season at
How you can’t be like us
pre-clubbing
This na the time, tight your game up this na our show - Aha!
We-go groove to finish as we-nor sure of tomorrow
Man na tight gig, Gbedu people
smash gigs
Slumped in the gutter with a couple g's puffing trees
To me it lovely so I don't really wanna leave
Somethings seems up it's probably something
sick
With the mouse click
Full time no house gig
Move around with that South shit
That pull down most blouses
Cool down slow down bitch
It's about
Barbies
Ich will alles Iced Out
Weil ich keine Liebe mehr brauch
Es ist nicht real doch ich fühle es
Valentino auf der Bühne
Mit Milano kranker Gig
Man
gigs and commas too
So what it is, what it is, what it is
I got bills I want mills, shit like a movie
You know the drill, whats the deal?
Okay, my love
It came out of the blue, a shock to the system
How could you fly, to the greatest gig in the sky
Gone so quickly without goodbye
I'm crushed, I miss
the rhymes
Them say once I reach Lagos
Everything dey o, lota gigs lota shows
So boy I pack my bags and lace my shoes and hit the road like; Lagos here I come
reputation precedes me
My CV is full of gigs, releases and CDs
Specialise in getting people together it's easy
If things aren't working how they should I tend
the east
Still I be caught up in the west side yeah
Before we brought the party to the streets they never let me in they gigs
But now it's PayPal yeah
Now
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